The Northern and Southern California culture divide: explained!

My friend Tony N. just moved to the city of Oakland, CA from Pasadena, CA a few weeks back. Coincidentally, I just started working in Oakland and discovered the most amazing farmer's market a few blocks away from his neighborhood. The honey vendor told me about how he can actually walk up to the hives and take the honey without any protection (but only during certain seasons when they aren't too pissy), there was a Mexican woman selling a massive selection of really good aguas frescas, and nearly four Indian food vendors were giving away samples like it was going out of style. I decided to call and alert Tony about this.

Me: Dude! Did you know about the farmer's market next to where you live? It's a really good one!

Tony: Do they have Big Macs there?